Tempest

"They are too much like your father do you understand, Fuyumi?" Rei murmured as she brushed a comb through her hair, the teeth snagging against the knots. "I see him in Shouto's left side, and it scares me. Even my sweet Natsuo looks exactly like him. In a few years, no one will be able to tell the difference between them." Fuyumi stayed silent as Rei's fingers lingered a moment